The Line He Shouldn’t Have Crossed_To stand up for his mistress, my husband Dominic publicly shared the video of me being violated years ago. My shrill screams and the sound of fabric tearing echoed through the vast exhibition hall. When I snapped back to my senses, I panicked for the remote, then Dominic stopped me. “Emmie, if you know how painful privacy invasion is, why did you post Rosa’s underwear last night?” Trembling, I showed him last night’s post: just a tiny bathrobe edge in the corner. If no one pointed it out, anyone would have assumed it was a towel tossed on the floor. "You call this underwear, Dominic? Does this count as privacy?" He glanced at the photo, frowned slightly, and said coldly, “Intent aside, it’s unforgivable.” Then cameras swung toward me, and painful memories made me shrink fearfully into a corner. Dominic’s assistant reminded, “Emmie’s mental health barely improved. If this continues, it could go badly…” “Shut up, she’s hard to ki ll!” Dominic carried Rosalie, pocketed the remote, and walked away. Looking at the victorious smile on his face, I knew this time, I truly had to leave...

The Line He Shouldn’t Have Crossed

Evangeline Frost

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Introduction

To stand up for his mistress, my husband Dominic publicly shared the video of me being violated years ago. My shrill screams and the sound of fabric tearing echoed through the vast exhibition hall. When I snapped back to my senses, I panicked for the remote, then Dominic stopped me. “Emmie, if you know how painful privacy invasion is, why did you post Rosa’s underwear last night?” Trembling, I showed him last night’s post: just a tiny bathrobe edge in the corner. If no one pointed it out, anyone would have assumed it was a towel tossed on the floor. "You call this underwear, Dominic? Does this count as privacy?" He glanced at the photo, frowned slightly, and said coldly, “Intent aside, it’s unforgivable.” Then cameras swung toward me, and painful memories made me shrink fearfully into a corner. Dominic’s assistant reminded, “Emmie’s mental health barely improved. If this continues, it could go badly…” “Shut up, she’s hard to ki ll!” Dominic carried Rosalie, pocketed the remote, and walked away. Looking at the victorious smile on his face, I knew this time, I truly had to leave...

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Chapter 1

At the Santiago Group's newest product launch, I froze as I stared at the massive screen.

Displayed on it were naked photos of me—taken the year I first joined the company—when I was assaulted by a client.

I snapped back to my senses while everyone laughed, panicking as I tried to look for the remote, only to be stopped by Dominic Santiago.

"Emmie, since you know how painful it is to have your privacy exposed, why did you include Rosa's underwear in your post last night?"

My hands trembled as I pulled out my phone and opened the post from the night before, holding it up in front of him.

In the bottom-right corner of the photo was a patch no bigger than a fingernail—just the faint edge of a bathrobe.

If no one pointed it out, anyone would have assumed it was a towel tossed on the floor.

"You call this underwear, Dominic? Does this count as privacy?"

He glanced at the photo, frowned slightly, and replied in an icy tone, "Whether it counts is beside the point. Your inte

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